Chapter 2872

The Orient. When Mr. and Mrs. Hughes arrived at the restaurant, Gwen was entwined in Steven's arms, being fed pieces of fruit. The door was half-shut, and even from a distance, Mrs. Hughes could hear Gwen's gentle voice saying, "Steven, I want you to feed me. "Yes, I want some oranges, please. I want you to peel it and feed it to me piece by piece. That's how Luke used to do it." Steven's heart lurched in his chest as he stared at the soft, babyish woman sitting in his lap. He knew better than anyone that Gwen was just acting, yet he still could not help feeling his heart race. He knew that he would never be Luke, but this tiny sliver of tenderness he received from Gwen was more than enough. He curled his lips into a smile as he peeled the orange and gently pried it into tiny pieces, then proceeded to pop each piece into Gwen's mouth. Peeking through the sliver in the door frame, Mrs. Hughes immediately caught sight of the content smile on Steven's face, and this sent her boili